The Angel Of Death

The Angel Of Death-Chapter Six

Once I was home, no one else was. Just like every other day, I was alone. Usually I would have Jesse but now I won't have him until he dumps Amber or she dumps him...which ever happens. Once my parents got home I was "in bed" meaning I was in my room waiting for them to go to sleep so I could sneak out.

I haven't snuck out in years. The only time I would sneak is to go to the Undergrounds. This is the fighting tournament that takes place at night in the old abandoned warehouse. I used to be champion because I would go every night for years. But once Jesse found out I did it he insisted I stopped because he didn't want me to get hurt. So for him, I stopped.

But now I want to go back and earn my title back. So once I heard my Dad snoring and my Mom breathing loudly I knew they were fast asleep. I got out of bed and went to my closet. I put on jeans, a tank top and went into my junk drawer and shuffled through it till I found my leather fighting gloves. I put them on then got my converse on. I pulled my hair up then opened my window and slipped out into the night sky.

I got onto the roof then jumped down onto the grass. I walked my way to the edge of town and into the warehouse. There was already a match going on. So I went to the desk at the entrance to sign up.

"Can I help you?" a guy asked me

"I want to sign up to fight" I said

"Name?" he asked

"Angel" I said

"Is that it? No fancy name like "The Crusher"?" he asked

"Oh...yeah sorry. The Angel of Death" I said

"Ok. You're up next" he said pointing to the ring "here's your mouth guard"

"Thanks" I said putting the piece in my mouth

I walked over to the side of the ring and got ready. I stretched and all that fun stuff and soon the bell went off and there was a bloody ball of a person on the floor.

I can do this; I used to be the one making those bloody balls of people. And I will soon be doing that again.

"Up next is Zachary Sullivan and The Angel of Death!!!" the announcer bellowed

Ok, I'm up. I walked to the ring and got in. The crowd was screaming and yelling at me. This Zack kid swung his fist at me it I dodged like a pro. I could tell he was getting pissed already. He defiantly has anger problems. I sung at him and hit him in the mouth, and I knew I had him. I hit him again and again and I was screaming and he was screaming and the crowd was screaming. I kept hitting him and he hit me right in the mouth and I felt my lip split open and blood filled my mouth. I hit him in the gut then kicked him the head and he fell to the ground. His nose was bleeding and so was his lip. His arms were already starting to bruise and I could tell mine were too. I spit out the blood from my mouth and got out.

"The Angel of Death won!" The announcer bellowed

I ignored his annoying self and kept walking. I left the underground and I knew I had left an impression on everyone there that night. And I will be there tomorrow night as well to fight some more and slowly get my title back. I finally got home and I climbed the tree in front of my house and jumped onto the roof and climbed back into my room through the window. I changed into sweat pants and a clean tank top because my clothes were covered in blood. I'll wash them tomorrow after school before my parents get home.

Once I was changed and I had rinsed out my mouth. I went to sleep and crashed.